Two minutes later saw some blue flashing lights in my mirror.
Entirely my fault-grumpy toddler and having to go a mile out of my way moment of induced driving naughtiness.
Copper asked if I knew what I’d done so fessed up and he said, yeah and the light was red.
****, hadn’t even noticed that.
He just have still had done festive cheer left though as he left me go with a gentle ticking off so won’t be doing that again in a hurry.
As an aside Sheffield’s finest have a good reputation for using discretion etc and any dealings I’ve ever had with then have been very positive so hats off to them (note I have never actually done anything wrong as such but have been in the odd delicate situation before as well as having dealings with them as a ‘victim of crime’).